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against my own.
    With
my hands free to wander, I took full advantage. They slid up to cover her
breasts through her shirt, the sizable flesh the perfect amount to fill my
palms. They felt just as good as I’d always imagined they would.
    Not
content, I slid one hand into her hair and pulled her head back with gentle
force. Unable to resist her exposed neck, I latched on with my mouth as the
other hand found its way underneath the back of her shirt and made short work
of the clasp of her bra.
    “Oh,
James,” Kat moaned. Her own hands were on my neck and shoulders, holding her
body up even as she squeezed the muscles.
    She
pushed herself harder against me where our bodies joined, and I lifted my own
hips in response, giving her as much stimulation as she could take.
    I
lessened my grip on her hair and she responded by sinking her own mouth to
my neck, returning the favor as her long brunette
locks formed a curtain around us.
    The
bra no longer a barrier, I finally took possession of her breasts, palming them
and lifting them together as I brushed lightly along the edges of her areolas.
Her body’s responses urged me on; I took the nipples between my thumbs and
fingertips, rolling them with a gentle twist.
    “Fuck,
yes.” Kat pulled me back into a deep kiss, picking up where we’d left off. She
broke it off long enough to issue a set of instructions. “Keep doing that, just
like that.”
    The
way she moaned into my mouth signaled her approaching
climax. I continued my ministrations, eager to see the beauty have her first
orgasm at my hands—something I’d fantasized about for far too long.
    “Sparky!”
A strange voice echoed along the hidden path to our private nook. A loud bark
followed the call, and the jingle of a collar paired with light footsteps
rapidly approached.
    “Shit,”
Kat said as she scrambled off me. She pulled at her clothes, trying to
rearrange everything that was out of place. She couldn’t do much about her bra
and after a few seconds she ripped it off and stuck it behind her.
    I
shifted as best I could to hide the monstrous erection in my pants, to only
moderate success. Kat looked down at it and bit her lip before she giggled.
    A
black lab ran up the path and stopped beside us as though he’d been looking for
us.
    Moments
later an older man with silvery hair and running gear followed.
    “Sparky!
Don’t run off like that,” the man admonished. He spotted us next to his dog.
“And don’t bother those people. Sorry about that.”
    “Not
to worry,” I replied, unable to keep the grin off my face. “Dogs will be dogs.”
    He
gave us a nod and jogged down the path, Sparky at his side.
    After
he turned the corner and disappeared, Kat burst out laughing. Her laughter was
as contagious as it ever was, and I couldn’t resist joining. The tension, sexual
and otherwise, drained away under the mirth.
    “Of
course that would happen,” she said as she wiped tears from the corners of her
eyes. “Why wouldn’t it?”
    “It
seems obvious, doesn’t it?” I agreed.
    I
put my hand on her shoulder to turn her so we could pick up where we’d been
before the interruption. Her hand on my chest stopped me.
    “I
don’t know if it’s a good idea to keep going at it out in public like this,”
Kat said. “I’m not that type of girl—I don’t know what came over me.”
    Unfortunately, not me. Not yet.
    “Let’s
go back to my place,” I said. “It’s got great views, and I have impeccable
taste in music and wine. We can make things classier than sitting in the sand.”
    Her
eyes held mine, looking from one to the other as she bit her lip. “I shouldn’t.
I can’t. I enjoyed this, but I have to go home and prepare for work tomorrow.
We shouldn’t let this go any further. Not tonight.”
    Half
my mind and all my cock screamed in frustration, but the other half kept it
together enough to give the proper response.
    “As
you wish.” I stood and offered her my hand. “Shall we?”
    It
was no